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It was a normal day for Zap apple. Wake up, go downstairs and put her mane in a bow that belonged to her aunt. Her mom was already making breakfast, the orange coated mare smiled at her.
“morning sugarcube” the mare said.
“morning mama.” she answered back.
She ate her food and went back outside, to do her daily farm work. She bucked the apple trees, fed the pigs, got the eggs just like she did every day. She took a break to go fly for a bit, shooting into the sky. She flew for a while, seeing a large dust cloud on the ground below.
She landed and looked at it, her father ran in, to push her out of the way of the buffalo that ran towards them, but to no avail. He was completely trampled to the point of killing him. She had her wings and legs broke, her wings almost completely broken off her body.
She stayed down as the buffalo ran off. She dragged herself to her almost dead father.
“Papa no…. what happened?
“.........” he said nothing.
She nudged him, and started to cry. “papa….? come on we gotta get up….”
“......” he died right there.
She started to sob and laid under his cold hoof. She hugged his lifeless body, and closed her eyes.
